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prismably

the indigo divination room from my people-that-look-like-their-rooms series, OPEN HOUSE.

click to look through the full series!

or for a limited time, purchase the full set from my store here!!

meizhun

5/14/17

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It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay You’ve got nothing, got nothing, got nothing, got nothing to fear I’m here, I’m here, I’m here

mr-elementle

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HQ rip of “Here Comes A Thought” from Mindful Education

tastefullyoffensive

(photo via shark-farts)

bajn

on this day one year ago someone sewed a fried egg to a tshirt

catboycrimsonrain

on this day two years ago someone sewed a fried egg to a shirt

klynth

on this day three years ago someone sewed a fried egg to a shirt

psy-faerie

soulist-aurora

by Hajin Bae

bettydraperlookingpissed

What am I doin’?

Oh, yeah, that’s right, I’m doin’ me

rabidlitmajor

Fox Alignment Chart

Lawful Good: Nick Wilde

Neutral Good: Mozilla Firefox

Chaotic Good: Disney’s Robin Hood

Lawful Neutral: Fox Mulder

True Neutral: A fox

Chaotic Neutral: Starfox

Lawful Evil: “What does the fox say"

Neutral Evil: Swiper

Chaotic Evil: Fox News

karinta-agogobell-unified

I’d posit Swiper as Lawful Evil because at least he gives stuff back when he’s chastised.

rabidlitmajor

Actually the day after I posted this I face palmed and said that I should’ve swapped Swiper and What does the fox say for just that reason. Id really only been thinking of the punchline.

freshmoviequotes

The Dictator (2012)

humansofnewyork

“It started getting really bad in ninth grade. Shaking hands became uncomfortable. I couldn’t touch money. I couldn’t eat with utensils if they had touched the table. Door knobs were the worst. Touching them felt like touching dog poop. It got to the point where I couldn’t even play bassoon, and that’s what I love the most. My bed became my only safe space. I’d stay in bed for a week at a time. I dropped out of school. Once I didn’t leave the house for an entire month. I got committed to a psychiatric hospital three different times, and honestly that was a relief. It was like an escape from existing. But I’m happy with where I am now. I’m on so many medications but I’m doing much better. I’m leaving the house twice a week. I just finished a bassoon lesson. I’m starting an internship soon. And I’m applying to music schools this fall.”